Xin Yu knew there were at least two types of people she shouldn't mess with in this world—
One was lawyers; she couldn't out-argue them.
The other was doctors; they would give her the most bitter medicine.
"Are you taking revenge?" Xin Yu's face scrunched up from the bitterness.
Qiu Zhi raised an eyebrow. "Yes!"
"You—"
"Ninth Brother, whether the little girl takes her medicine or not depends entirely on you!" With that, Qiu Zhi retreated, giving Xin Yu a defiant look as he closed the door.
"Very bitter?"
Xin Yu twitched her lips, gave a soft hum, and turned to find some water. This medicine was the most bitter she had ever tasted!
But then, Mu Yichuan cupped her face and kissed her.
A domineering aura assaulted her entire nervous system.
Originally, Mu Yichuan's initial intention was merely to alleviate the bitterness in her mouth. However, having not touched his woman for two weeks, the moment he did, it was like a poppy, possessing a deadly allure.
Entangled with her, they continued until a knock came at the door.
Startled, Xin Yu quickly pushed Mu Yichuan away and pulled back her almost completely removed top.
She hung her head, both angry and ashamed!
How could she have let him touch her!
He might be with Zhang Wan…
"Xin Yu? Are you alright?" Seeing Mu Yichuan embracing Xin Yu, Nan Yu simply stood at the door and asked.
She looked up and saw Nan Yu in his military training uniform; the shadow cast by his military cap partially obscured the scars on his face.
"It's nothing." Xin Yu smiled slightly, then, recalling that day in Nanshi, she couldn't help but rub her forehead. "You...you were alright that day, weren't you?"
Nan Yu's gaze swept past Mu Yichuan before returning to Xin Yu. He gently shook his head. "I'm fine. But you, you should end your military training early and go back to rest."
"End it early? Why?" Xin Yu asked in surprise, looking at Mu Yichuan, her brows furrowing. Why did this man always act on his own initiative?
"I don't want to end it early!" she said firmly. She didn't want to be the one to stand out. The nail that sticks out gets hammered down. "You...you should ask me before making any decisions, especially those concerning me!"
Mu Yichuan's eyes sharpened, his thin lips forming a cold, stern line. He remained silent.
"It was my uncle who negotiated with the school."
What!
Xin Yu stared wide-eyed at Nan Yu. "Your uncle? Who is he?"
"Commander Nan, I heard you've met him."
...!
It's him! He's actually Nan Yu's uncle!
Did he make this decision because she fainted in front of him? So, she misunderstood Mu Yichuan?
Xin Yu shrank back, lowering her eyes and brows, not daring to look at him. Nan Yu said a few more words before leaving.
Mu Yichuan reached out and lifted Xin Yu's chin, his hawk-like eyes locking onto her. "Nothing to say?"
She pursed her lips, remaining silent.
"Not planning to apologize either?"
"I misunderstood you. You ambushed me. No matter how you look at it, you benefited. So, we're even."
She didn't want to apologize!
"Ambushed? Benefited?" Mu Yichuan's deep voice assaulted Xin Yu's ears. "You were the one who said the medicine was bitter."
"Alright!" Xin Yu slightly increased the distance between them. She didn't want to maintain this ambiguity with him. "I want to pack up and go home."
Mu Yichuan stared at her for a long time before getting up, his large right hand gently stroking Xin Yu's head.
Huff…
Xin Yu leaned against the bed, looking at the empty IV drip bottle beside her, lost in thought.
She didn't know what Mu Yichuan was thinking. She was sick, and he'd come all this way to see her—did that mean he cared about her?
And he, having clearly used underhanded tactics against the Zhang family, hadn't even managed to hold Zhang Chen's wedding!
Why bring Zhang Wan to the capital? Was it a way of making amends?
"Maybe I should just ask her directly?" Xin Yu muttered to herself, trying to cheer herself up. This awkwardness couldn't go on!
Besides, feelings shouldn't remain so ambiguous!
Having made this decision, Xin Yu felt a little relieved and quickly packed her things to leave.
"Yes, I'll be back soon. Be good, wait for me at home."
Hearing the gentle tone Mu Yichuan had never used on her before, Xin Yu suddenly stopped, staring blankly at his retreating figure.
"Okay, I'll spend time with you when I get back."
Her heart ached again.
"All done?" Mu Yichuan turned to look at Xin Yu, a lingering smile in his dark eyes.
Xin Yu lowered her head, able to picture Zhang Wan's tone on the other end of the phone.
"I don't want to—" Xin Yu hesitated, then swallowed the rest of her words, turning away dejectedly to get into the car.
Mu Yichuan elegantly entered, stretching out his long arm to pull Xin Yu into his embrace, tucking a stray strand of hair behind her ear. "What did you say you didn't want to do?"
She silently shook her head.
"Not wanting to take your medicine is not an option!" he commanded immediately.
"Can I open the window?" Xin Yu stiffened in Mu Yichuan's arms, the memory of Zhang Wan turning around to speak to her last time so vivid, the lingering scent of her perfume seemingly still present.
"Open the window? You're sick—"
"The car smells."
Mu Yichuan frowned, giving the driver a cold glance, who shuddered in fright. This car was washed and maintained daily!
"Stop the car." He uttered two chilling words.
Xin Yu paused, his inexplicably low mood quite unsettling. "Maybe my nose is bothering me. I... I'll find a car to go back myself."
To avoid everyone feeling uncomfortable in this Land Rover!
"Change cars." Mu Yichuan pulled Xin Yu out of the car.
"Actually, it doesn't have to be so complicated..." Once she gets to school, she'll have nothing to do with him anymore!
Mu Yichuan didn't say anything, just held her protectively in his arms, afraid she'd catch a cold again.
Not long after, three luxury cars pulled up beside them.
"Why don't we try them out?" Mu Yichuan suggested. "Whichever doesn't smell."
"This one, I'll take." Xin Yu suddenly felt embarrassed. She wasn't a princess; she couldn't accept this kind of treatment.
Mu Yichuan looked at the person in his arms; her eyes were downcast, as if she had something on her mind.
"Still feeling unwell?"
"No." Xin Yu dodged his outstretched hand.
"You can't go anywhere these next few days!" The housekeeper needs to give her some good nourishment.
As they drove into the city, Xin Yu quickly sat up straight, her heart pounding. She forced herself to speak to Mu Yichuan, "I...I don't want to go back with you."
"Hmm?" Mu Yichuan, who had been keeping his eyes closed, snapped them open, his gaze fixed on her like a hawk's.
Why ask when she clearly heard him?
"I want to get out of the car." Xin Yu looked directly into his icy black eyes. Things had to be resolved. "I don't want to go back to the Nanlong Villa with you."
"Reason?" Mu Yichuan's voice lacked its usual warmth, as if pulled from icy water, leaving only coldness.
Xin Yu shrank back. She couldn't withstand him like this; she didn't even dare to breathe.
"Speak!" He grabbed Xin Yu's arm.
Was this woman deliberately testing his patience?
She wanted to leave him again!
"I find it dirty."
Xin Yu's lips turned white, trembling slightly, but she still finished speaking firmly.
Was that enough? Was it direct enough? "My territory is dirty? Where isn't it dirty!" Mu Yichuan's hand, gripping Xin Yu's arm, veins bulging, "The Qiu family?"
"Say what you will, I want to get out." Xin Yu was heartbroken; their relationship was so fragile.
"What if I don't let you get out today?"
"I don't think the renowned Mr. Jiu would be so bored as to bother with someone as insignificant as me."
Ha, insignificant?!
He abandoned his elder brother and went to the suburbs to watch over her day and night, and she actually said she was insignificant to him!
Fine!
"Get out."
Xin Yu stood by the roadside, watching the car disappear quickly, her heart unable to calm down for a long time.
They broke up just like that!
The time of heartbreak always needs countless arrangements to pass the time, otherwise a normal person would be driven crazy.
For a whole week, Xin Yu drew a huge design book for their collaboration with President Zhang, and everyone selected some parts for production. This week, Xin Yu studied medical texts every day and visited Grandpa Qiu without fail.
"Girl, if you're tired, don't go today," Grandma Qiu said, looking at Xin Yu who had lost weight, her hand trembling with concern.
Xin Yu shook her head. "I'm not tired, Grandma. At my busiest, I was working three jobs at the same time, and I still had to hand in my homework every day."
Grandma Qiu sighed, unable to persuade Xin Yu otherwise, and let her have her way. "Then please take this soup to A-Zhi. That brat insists on drinking Aunt Ping's soup today."
Xin Yu didn't think much of it or argue. She and Qiu Zhi both knew their limits, so she took the soup and set off.
She had originally intended to ask someone else to do it, but suddenly remembered she had a question to ask Qiu Zhi, so she went directly to his office.
She knocked and opened the door.
But there she saw the last person she wanted to see!
Mu Yichuan.
"Excuse me," Xin Yu said, putting down the soup container and turning to leave.
Mu Yichuan strode over and hugged Xin Yu from behind. The familiar softness brought a sigh to his heart.
The unfamiliar thinness ignited a surge of anger within him.
"Let go! What are you doing!" Xin Yu cried out in alarm, struggling with all her might, even using her feet.
She stomped hard on Mu Yichuan's feet, but he remained unmoved.
"You've never brought me soup."
"It's fine if I bring you soup, why would I!" Xin Yu was both anxious and angry.
Mu Yichuan seemed to remember something, touching Xin Yu's left ring finger…!
"Who gave you permission to take it off?"
Xin Yu ignored him, using silence as her final act of resistance.
"Didn't I tell you—you can never escape me in this lifetime!"
"I also told you—you can have my body, but you can't have my heart!" Xin Yu felt a deep sorrow; he had ignored her for a week already, why did he have to come again? "You're not going home because of Zhang Wan?"
Hearing that name, Xin Yu felt even more aggrieved.
"Yes!" She looked directly into his dark eyes. "So you'd better let me go. I genuinely think you're—dirty!"
"How dirty am I? Hmm?" Mu Yichuan's slightly raised voice was filled with danger, and Xin Yu trembled wherever his large hand touched her.
"You bastard!" Xin Yu waved her hands wildly, her eyes looking around, unable to find anything that could help her.
She could only let him invade her unscrupulously.
Tears rolled down her cheeks uncontrollably.
Mu Yichuan pinched Xin Yu's chin and gently kissed away her tears. "Come with me to the party tomorrow, and I'll let you go today."
Xin Yu looked at him angrily. He not only threatened her but also tried to make a deal!
"Okay." She slowly nodded. As long as he let her go first, who knew what tomorrow would bring!